bab rhea cakra

After escaping from the Blackreach Biogenetic Institute, Experiment 1990 is sentenced to juvenile detention for the lives lost during her violent breakout. Viewed as a human weapon, she's cut off from the outside world. But the silence only feeds the darkness within her, sharpening her sadistic urges and deepening her hunger for chaos. Just months away from turning eighteen, she's unexpectedly adopted by Mr Callahan Ashbourne– the powerful executive director of ADI and heir to the Ashbourne conglomerate. He gives her a new name, a place in his opulent estate, and a purpose; he needed her to avenge the unjust death of his beloved daughter, Lila. If she succeeds in fulfilling the task, everything he has given her— freedom, including her place in the Ashbourne household— will remain hers. Desperate for stability, Experiment 1990 is willing to do whatever it takes to stay.

In the neon-lit underbelly of Montressa, where money buys silence and bodies are treated as currency, two unlikely souls cross paths. Kieran Moretti lives in the shadows, ruthless, calculating, feared. His empire has been built on blood and control since birth. Love never had a place in his life, until one night he steps into a red-light brothel and meets a woman unlike the rest. From that moment, his path veers toward a destiny he never imagined. Alena Carrel has been trapped in the trade since she was thirteen, her body sold but her spirit fiercely guarded. For ten years, she has survived by shutting herself off, giving men everything but the two things she considers sacred: her kiss and her soul. Then Kieran enters her world, possessive, dangerous, relentless… yet unexpectedly kind. He doesn’t just want her body. He wants everything no one else has ever touched: her trust, her lips, her hope, her soul. What begins as a deal soon spirals into something unexpected event. which makes Kieran feel guilty and ashamed, soon turn into overprotectiveness, possessiveness and later maybe love. Kieran cannot bear the thought of another man touching her, after the horrible incident. While Alena who lost the hope in life, in future, wants to free herself from this cruel world after the cruelty she went through. she struggles to put herself together. Where Kieran promise himself to bring her back to the life, make her happy, make her live a meaningful life. Between violent streets, ruthless enemies, and fragile trust, their bond grows into something neither of them can control. In a world ruled by money, lust, and power, can love truly bloom… or will blood consume them both?

Leo, a lifelong servant of humanity, finally defeats his arch-nemesis, the demon king. In a twist of fate, the demon king bestows a gift upon him, revealing the bitter truth: humanity's betrayal and manipulation of Leo throughout his life. Shocked by this revelation, Leo questions the demon king's motives, who seeks peace and sacrifices himself for it. Seven hundred years later, Leo is reborn as a half-demon. The world has changed dramatically: humanity, once the dominant force, is now weak and divided, while the demons have risen in power. The elves, humanity's former allies, have sided with the demons. Leo's once-glorious empire, a symbol of human power, is now reduced to a mere footnote in history, its legacy tarnished by betrayal and corruption. Despite the harsh realities, Leo remains committed to saving humanity. He forms deep bonds with his demon companions, experiencing love and loyalty that he never found among humans. However, a new threat emerges: a group of self-proclaimed gods who wage a devastating war, decimating the human and demon populations alike. Leo, armed with the power of the demon king system and the enigmatic Mother of Gods, must now confront this new challenge and decide the fate of all beings.

seorang anak yang ingin mendapatkan ilmu cakra berwarna ungu muda,namun di nyatakan tak memiliki bakat sedikit pun,padahal ke 8 kakak nya memiliki cakra tertinggi...bagai mana anak ini mendpaatkan kesetaraan seperti kakak kakak kandung nya?? apakah mampu??

Dunianya hitam. Kelam. Sex adalah makanan keseharian. Alkohol adalah minuman melegakan. Foya-foya adalah tabiat. Dia, Haris Wijaya, lelaki yang tak pernah merasakan rasanya hidup normal. Semua keinginannya teraih. Semua bertekuk lutut padanya. Karena dia salah satu crazyrich kota M. Namun suatu kejadian merubah segalanya. Tampolan duit yang sangat tidak elit. Dan sejak itulah malamnya bergeser, fajar menyingsing. ========== CERITA INI HANYA FANFIKSI DARI WIJAYA CAKRA BAWANG KRIUK DI FB

Pada hari kembali dari perjalanan medis sukarela ke pedesaan, saya dikunci dalam kandang babi oleh penduduk desa dan mengalami penghinaan dan penyiksaan. Ketika saya diselamatkan, usus saya tertusuk dan membusuk, lengan saya cacat karena digigit babi, dan hidup saya tergantung di ujung tanduk. Lu Ling, menggigil seluruh tubuh, menarik saya ke dalam pelukannya, menangis sejadi-jadinya: "Aku akan membuat binatang itu membayar dengan darah mereka!" Tetapi ketika saya berbaring di tempat tidur di pusat kesehatan, saya menemukan bahwa orang yang paling saya percaya di samping bantal saya adalah iblis yang paling menyakiti saya.

A reincarnation. A forgotten empire. A second chance beneath a blood-red sky. --- “So… let me get this straight,” Baoyu leaned in, frowning. “You were a royal scholar in the Yuan Dynasty, got framed, died tragically, and then—what—woke up in a jungle palace somewhere in ancient Sunda?” Li Tianhe—well, *Ragaputra* now—half-smiled, toying with the pendant that pulsed faint blue light against his chest. “Technically, it was a forest temple. And I wasn’t just a scholar. I was a tactical advisor, thank you very much.” Baoyu blinked. “Bro, you were twenty and already wearing those weird black robes like you knew how the world worked.” “And now I wear bark-textured armor and argue with spirit tigers.” Tianhe sighed. “Funny how life… or death… works.” --- In a world where ancient China crossed paths with the secretive kingdom of Pajajaran, **fate weaves across dynasties**. *Li Tianhe*—once a disciplined, calm, and brilliant strategist of the Yuan court—meets his end not on the battlefield, but through betrayal, scapegoated for a crime soaked in imperial politics. He never saw it coming. Until he opened his eyes again, reborn beneath the canopy of tropical stars. Now he’s **Ragaputra Maheswara**, the illegitimate son of a vanishing concubine no one dares name, with fragments of ancient texts burned into his soul and a weapon of Sunda origin pulsing at his side. A kujang of blue flame. --- “Let me ask you this,” Tianhe said, staring at the stars with a rare softness in his voice. “If your second life begins in a land that speaks with its forests, writes in forgotten scripts, and remembers history through the bones of kings—do you try to live quietly?” Baoyu shrugged. “Not when your *first* life was a mess because you stayed quiet.” “Exactly.” --- But Pajajaran is not a peaceful kingdom. *It is a crossroad of worlds*: * Riddled with mystical **Wangsakerta manuscripts** * Guarded by the **ghosts of treaties with ancient China** * Haunted by the **mist-shrouded figure of Prabu Siliwangi**, the last king who vanished… but never truly left. And somewhere in those ruins, hidden between **rituals, rebellion, and royal secrets**, lies the truth behind the **Prasasti Langit**—the Sky Inscription—that binds Tianhe’s two lives together. --- So what’s the deal? The Yuan Dynasty thought they erased him. But in the deep woods of Sunda, the sky remembered. And Ragaputra? He’s not just surviving. He’s rewriting the game—one ancient prophecy, one ghost-pact, one flaming kujang at a time. Because this time… He remembers everything. --- *Think of it like Avatar: The Last Airbender meets Nirvana in Fire meets Nusantara’s hidden history—told through daily banter, mystical past lives, political chessboards, and the quiet weight of a boy caught between empires.* Ready to uncover what the sky never forgot?

Zhie Rhea seorang gadis yang tidak bisa mengekspresikan diri. Dengan sikap yang dingin sangat sulit baginya untuk mendapatkan seorang teman, ditambah dia memiliki sorot mata tajam seperti haus akan membunuh. Kekacauan selalu datang bertubi-tubi. Siapakah dia? Dia sendiri sedang mencari jati dirinya. Adakah yg bisa membantunya?

Ketika orang tua dan saudara perempuan saya, yang semuanya bekerja di luar negeri, memberi tahu saya bahwa saya adalah generasi kedua yang kaya dengan kekayaan triliunan dolar, hari itu, merupakan kejutan besar bagi saya! Nama keluarga Gerald Crawford: Apakah saya anggota kelas atas, lahir dari orang tua kaya?

"Gua cinta lu, Wijaya~" --Hah. Gedabrus. "Kau bicara apa, kita kan teman dekat. Aku tahu kamu akan selalu membantu temanmu~" --Bilang aja lu mau duit gua, ye kan? "Wijaya~ Wijaya~" --Ha ha ha. Di dunia ini memang uang menguasai segalanya ya? "If you wanna me so bad, spread your leg and be my bitch, BITCHES!" Kehidupan seorang Haris Wijaya hanya berputar pada uang. Segala masalah selalu dapat diselesaikan menggunakan uang. Martabat tak ada harganya. Harga diri apalagi ... manusia sungguh bisa dibeli dengan cuan. Dan dia mengetahui hal itu dengan pasti. Sampai setidaknya ... seseorang mengembalikan uangnya dengan tampolan dan mengumpat keras di depan mukanya, "Aku ora butuh duitmu! Bajingan kowe!"